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A SONG OF SACK, SELECTION by JOHN CLEVELAND

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First Line: THE WHINING LOVER THAT DOTH PLACE
Last Line: WHO DRINKS THE DEEPEST? HERE'S TO HIM!
Subject(s): DRINKS & DRINKING; WINE;
The whining lover that doth place
His fancy on a painted face,
And wastes his substance in the chase,
Would ne'er in melancholy pine,
Had he affections so divine,
As once to fall in love with wine ...
Come, fill my cup until it swim
With foam that overlooks the brim.
Who drinks the deepest? @3Here's to him@1!



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